These It Was A Good Year Lyrics performed by French Montana Ft. Curren$y & Mac Miller @ lyricsepoch.blogspot.com.

hard up, thinking bout the best move nextlight f-ck jet blue, i need a blue jetnever underestimate the underdog green(damn sir, where’d you find this?)best thing came about to your feastcame up, what a hell of a man4-4, long nose, call me elephant mandrag the niggas from the bottom to the bottom, homie i could tellfrom crabs in the bucket to the last to tellback in my little room shack, work flipping the backnigga trippin the set, i gotta lick here9 inch show by the brick helllike fuck good day, this a good year

get me on the court and i’mtroubling the exotic sports car, no topsomething gorgeous inside it, aksing if she could drive itthey don’t make this for novice, they make these for pilotson wheels, 3 piece stainless steelhater tryna throw mud, it’s lovei came out standing steelwhat’s really real when these bitches behavinglike in air force all sex crazymy home girl molly came got it poppini’m just watchin, pullin the lighter from my back pocket like they had karateshe won’t kick it, sit by mecome over to the crib, get hit by mewoke er up and told er get that money to them lanesyou were sent by me, it’s jet life over here partnerand plus nobody i know got popped innew orleans where i be, smoking pot with your hoesavoid potholes on these streets, i am dreaded

today was a good day, great dayyea, it was a pay dayso make way for motherf-ckers only bout that gray daymaking money now, what the f-ck you talkin boutwhen these bitches start trippin we just lock em outgotta bounce, and that’s a regular dayfor that independent rap shit i’m paving the waythey hatin away that i’m bathing in ahustler coming for your neck, better make your escapei came in shittin, real grain grippinbitches on that kobain, cocaine sniffinbut they just on a quest to be some rock starswe party hard and we duckin from them cop carsthis mac miller, montanasmoking blunts, bad bitches on cameratook a second and got tatted on my neck and handsyou don’t got another music, respect the man